End of Nothing - Alfie

Looking at your photo, i tend to think about those times

Messsaging your phone, wrapping myself up in your crimes

Living in the future, still miserable though, no suprise

Call me when im lonely, whisper pretty lies down the line

Roam the streets of paris, im still trying to chase your time

If i told you what im thinking about youd cry

Its not your fault im like this, see why you keep your distance

I really can’t get past this, can i come round later on

I just want you to feel it

Why won’t you feel it

Im sick of talking about it

Its the emd of nothimg

We talk once, you’re in my dream

But im not asleep

Im in way too deep

I can’t let you see

Now i’m miserable

Because of your effect

Thinking of the shit

That i should of said

But its over now

End of the scene

I dont wanna go

Can’t afford to leave